No one had expected that even three Sealed Items classified as level-one objects would fail to seal him. The man was truly formidable.
Was the person behind the door really that powerful?
Yet even someone so powerful had been sickened into unconsciousness by the terrifying dark cuisine. Everyone's fear of dark cuisine rose another notch.
Now that Ke Meng had obtained the Force-Feeding Spoon, he could feed anyone within a hundred meters, further increasing dark cuisine's deterrent power.
"Subdue him!"
Someone shouted and unleashed a brilliant light.
Someone else took out white spider silk and flicked it toward him from a distance. It could drastically reduce his speed.
Ke Meng saw that the man's eyes were bloodshot and his mental state was terrible.
He was suffering from the torment of an endless sea of questions, along with an intense, inexplicable nausea. The two forces constantly mingled, tormenting his mind.
But the man did not fall. The indescribable sea of questions vanished, and he endured the nausea within him. He still had the strength to fight back.
Ke Meng, however, simply thrust the huge spoon in his hand forward.
On the huge spoon was the dark cuisine Ke Meng had carefully prepared-a full ton of it.
Only a palm endowed with immense strength could hold such a heavy spoon.
The naked man's eyes bulged, and his mouth stretched to its limit.
There was too much food. His mouth could not hold an entire ton, and the dark cuisine that would not fit immediately spilled out.
A century-old stench spread like a tide.
Twisted things that defied precise description writhed with bizarre tentacles as they spilled from the man's mouth.
Everyone's expressions changed, and they immediately backed away.
At that moment, the spoon's second effect activated: forced swallowing.
Once the food was